Okie guys here ya go

This is a rewrite of the scene from after the Pogues try to pawn off the lump of gold and then get tricked by getting sent down the road so Barry could assault them and steal the gold.

John B whooped out loud as he jumped into his seat. "We're gonna be rich baby!" Everyone gives a laugh at his exclamation. They hop into the Twinkie and drive off towards the warehouse that they were instructed too.

They were driving down a one-lane gravel road when they hear the sound of familiar sirens approaching from behind. "Shit!" Pope exclaims.

"Hide the gold!"

"Hurry!"

"Quick c'mon JJ"

JJ scurries off his seat so they can hide the poorly welded hunk of gold underneath the cushion. Just in time for the cop to walk up to John B's window.

"Get out of the car and put you hands in the air!" At this demand, everyone realizes that they were played.

The masked man in front of them pointed a rifle at everyone as they filed out of the van. JJ easily stood in front of Pope to shield him and the others in case a bullet was actually shot. The gun is pushed into his chest as he is pushed face-down into the dirt.

"Get the gold!" The masked man shouts to no one in particular. When no one actually ends up making a move to obey, JJ is grabbed harshly and pulled to his feet. He stumbles and doesn't realize the metal pressed against his thought until small rivulets of blood were already traveling down his neck.

John B jumps up, hands still in the air signaling that he means no harm, while everyone else verbally protests.

"Hey...hey man, please calm down." John B tries, sounding calm and relaxed while the inside of him was actually of bundle of nerves and fear. The knife was only pressed harder against JJ's adams apple. "Hurry the hell up!" The man says once more while tugging JJ's head back by his long sun-bleached strands.

JJ and John B make eye contact and immediately JJ's plan to take on the man currently holding him was shut down by a curt shake of John B's head. JJ rolls his eyes, surprisingly calm with this situation.

A mere minute later John B steps out of the van with the gold, which was wrapped in a dingy blue towel, and hands it to him. After inspecting it for a hot second, JJ is shoved to the ground and the gun is whipped out again.

JJ coughs and holds his throat tightly the second he hits the floor. But he's already stumbling back to his feet with John B's help, his hand pressed tightly to somewhat stem the blood flow.

Clearly the man that was quickly leaving had underestimated the group of 5. They ran up behind him and shoved him to the ground, completely disorienting him.

Not even two minutes after he turned his back away from them and towards his getaway car, he was taken down and on the floor. The gold sat confidently in John B's hand and the weapons were kicked a few meters away.

JJ fishes for the keys to the cop car, and whips them as far he possibly could into the forest lining the road. Making it nearly impossible to locate.

"Hey are you okay?" Kiara asks quietly, pulling the hem of JJ's tank up to wipe off more blood that had spilled. "It looks kind of deep." She sounded worried, which surprised JJ for the sole reason that he didn't actually care. "Yeah, It's fine Kie. It's not deep enough to do anything to me. I can't believe that we let that bitch play us" JJ states, upset with himself for not realizing.

Pope responds "Hey, their isn't a single person or army that can take anything from us without consent."

"hehe consent" JJ chuckles, receives a light flick upon his head by Kiara and a couple eye rolls from everyone else. He just flipped them off before heading back to his assigned seat in the rusted brown van.

Yessirr here we go. 2nd chapter i've written today ahhaha